Black Emperor's Burning New Beloved

"Also, you must try your best to ensure chaos in the south, so that we can have a better chance. Of course, I will inform others to cooperate with your actions, that's all."

After talking to the mysterious flag owner on the phone, Shen Wei secretly rejoiced that he wanted to camp step by step. Unexpectedly, the other party paved the road for him in advance, but he really did it for himself?

All the people in the shadow pavilion are experts in conspiracy, and they are even more decisive. Of course, this flag leader is no exception. His identity has always been a secret. For so many years, Shen Wei doesn't even know who he is.

Even the people of the company commander's old meeting are vague about him. All this makes him fall into another kind of confusion, but the desire for power is infinite, and he must grasp it.

Just as he was thinking, in the headquarters in the north of Yingge, a brilliant high-end club, a group of mysterious people gathered to the hall. At this time, everyone's faces showed a serious look.

"Please sit down!" a man with a golden mask sounded in a low voice from every corner of the hall.

After everyone got the instruction, they all found their seats and sat down one after another. There was silence in the meeting room, waiting for the instruction of the masked man. Who is he?

"Everyone, don't be too restrained. I'll call you here today. There are some things that need to be communicated?"

The man with the golden mask could not see any expression, but his tone was very gentle. He sat on the master's chair in the middle of the hall, surrounded by ten heavily armed masked men on both sides.

"Your Excellency, please tell me what you want. We're all ears?"

As like as two peas in the front row, the man who sat in the front row asked him politely. He seemed to be the same as the Deacon officer, and he wore a mask, but his mask was silver.

The evil eyes behind the Deacon's mask were cold and smiled back: "Sir, I'm serious. Brother, I just convey the instructions of the cabinet Lord. I hope you can cooperate fully."

It turned out that the man with the silver mask was the Baron of the north. He slowly sat in his position and couldn't see any expression, while the others answered in unison at the same time:

"Yes, your Excellency the Deacon."

"First of all, the time for the change of the executive family of the shadow Pavilion is approaching. I hope you can actively participate and create the brilliance of the shadow pavilion?" the golden masked man smiled deeply and then said the first question.

"Deacon, there should be nothing to say. The old man has always been the head of the executive family. He has made great contributions to the shadow cabinet for so many years. Although he is old now, Sir Alex is still in his prime. I agree with him as the next executive."

One of them, a big bellied boss in the shadow Pavilion, got up and returned.

His words resonated instantly, and then many people began to whisper. Everyone unanimously recommended Sir Alex as the head of the next executive family.

"Well... Everyone is a major member of the shadow Pavilion and has the opportunity and ability to participate in the new term. It makes me ashamed to say so. I really can't afford your trust and support."

Sir coughed softly, got up and said softly.

"Sir, it seems that you have the highest voice, and the people here support you very much. I hope you can achieve what you want." the golden masked man glanced at the people deeply and said with a light smile.

"Deacon, these are the personal opinions of brothers. It's not surprising. Everything depends on the decision of the Presbyterian Council!" Sir, calm, continued to look at the deacon in front of him with a humble and polite appearance.

The golden masked man smiled and then gently raised his hand. He saw that some noisy venues immediately quieted down and listened to him continue:

"Everybody, your excellency means that everyone has the opportunity to run. Of course Sir Alex is our most popular candidate. If you want to know, you can consult me and my brothers in the Deacon team."

"This is the first thing for the time being. Now the second thing is about the handling of Southern affairs. Do you have any suggestions?"

As soon as his voice fell, he saw a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes stand up and say angrily:

"Deacon, this matter should have been said for a long time. There is now a mess over there. First, the base of city a has been completely cleaned, and then City h has been uprooted."

"Even three young people and sister Ying can't escape bad luck. What I want to say is that the current chaos has seriously affected our surrounding supply channels and sales revenue. How can we go on like this?"